Use Me

use me oh muse in me
stand here beside me
hide me high in a maple tree
swing me wild and swing me free
oh thorn bush baptize me
set me free to dance
from SoHo to Eze [pr. ehzz]
wearing a dervish fez
a lil' hide-and-seek and lotta simon-says
slipped in on more than a breeze
deep in mediterranean pleas
she was dancin’ when I got there
her scent intoxicated the air
what a shock
[got met off / knocked me off]
my high-horse plan
sent me back to the donkey land
made me some friends
stole me some fans
the nose knows in home depot or lowe's
inched my way back home
inched my way back to rome
now I'm falling faster
than I’m rising up
dip my cup
into water or wine
of a da-vine kind
it’s a shallow [plan/pan]
for a bush-league band
pinch me
hit me
serve me
sift me
tell me the story
the one about humanity
and the way it’s all gonna be
here in the land of the free
this promised place
indescribable beauty
[named/called] Grace.